A wake-up call to America
What if you can no longer measure up, no longer be involved, if you have used up all your fantasies?
Suicide violates the imago Dei, the image of God with which we are created, and that is simply idolatry.
“There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed.”
― Ernest Hemingway
ON THIS DAY I COMPLETE MY THIRTY-SIXTH YEAR Lord Byron ’TIS time this heart should be unmoved, Since others it hath ceased to move: Yet, though I cannot be beloved, Still let me love! Had she lived to an old age, Marilyn Monroe would have turned 91 last week. That’s hard to imagine. She shares […]
Make me to hear of joy and gladness that the bones which thou hast broken may rejoice.
THE LILAC IS AN ANCIENT SHRUB Emily Dickinson The Lilac is an ancient Shrub But ancienter than that The Firmamental Lilac Opon the Hill Tonight— The Sun subsiding on his Course Bequeathes this final plant To Contemplation—not to Touch— The Flower of Occident. Of one Corolla is the West— The Calyx is the Earth— […]
“I believe in Christianity as I believe that the sun has risen: not only because I see it, but because by it I see everything else.”
from THE IMITATION OF CHRIST Thomas à Kempis He who learns to live the interior life and to take little account of outward things, does not seek special places or times to perform devout exercises. A spiritual man quickly recollects himself because he has never wasted his attention upon externals. No outside work, no business […]